Pewter mug clunk, with metallic hard clamor Happiness that rides, announcing drunken men The tips of their tongues, singing songs of glamor Sweeping and killing, of an empty mind again A final mug of amber ale, is planned Roars at distance, a heavy burp sound Before the marching horde sweeps the land The intruder suffers through sword... Proud! Ale, mead and wine Crack open old tales Ale, mead and wine From the barrel, pours details May Maelgwn of Mona, be smitten by mead From the foaming mead horns, pure liquid indeed Mead distilled, praise the sparkling, drunk of joy Which the bees collected and do not enjoy Free Elphin from exile, arrested, confined The man who gave me, ale, mead and wine And the great princely steeds, strong and possessed Elphinian knight of mead, late be thy time to rest Burn the day in fired up thirst That erases the feel of emotions stink Hidden inside of a curdling drink The provocative of the drunkard, is drunkenness Stunned he stand And stood? A strength, not from him Swirling on the head The tipsy king Stumbles his way Through the ancient hall He slices to victory Let it be brought from the cell Let it be brought before kings Ale, mead and wine Empty heart and mind Ale, mead and wine From a jug grow a spine